At this time, the Holy Realm of the West Kunlun Yaochi was already in chaos. Nine huge dark magic banners surrounded the Kunlun Hills and fluttered in the wind. On top of each thousand-foot demon flag was a desolate demon god standing, who was the nine demon clones whom the ancestor Luohu relied for fame. Over the years, he has received the support of the heavenly way and absorbed the evil spirit of heaven and earth. The nine demon clones all have the peak strength of the Daluo Juexian. The huge aura of the demon makes the cultivators in the Holy Realm of Yaochi panic.

Above the Saint Realm of Yaochi, there is a ferocious demon god standing quietly in the void. This is the evil corpse of the ancestor Luohu. Kill the three corpses into saints, and the three corpses have the strength corresponding to the original body. Therefore, the Saint Realm of Yaochi is facing the powerful people at the peak of the quasi-saint.

The ancestor Luohu was born and transformed into Taoism, and cultivated supreme magical powers with evil spirits, evil spirits, and demon energy. Therefore, the evil corpse among the three corpses is the easiest to cut out and the strongest strength. The Queen Mother of the West, Yang Wen, is not in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and even if the two corpses of good and evil are added, they will have three major combat powers.

With the help of the formation, the nine demon clones are vaguely integrated, and their strength is comparable to that of the quasi-saint. They are responsible for blocking the entire Kunlun Holy Realm and killing hundreds of thousands of scattered cultivators in the Holy Realm. Although there are powerful powers in the Daluo Realm among the scattered cultivators, they cannot afford any resistance when facing the scattered cultivator.

Hundreds of thousands of scattered cultivators formed a rough formation under the organization of Queen Mother's disciples, using the formation to resist the formation. A large formation that condensed hundreds of thousands of cultivators. Even if it was not an ancient divine formation, it should not be underestimated. It barely stalemate with the demon clone.

The aura emitted by the peak of the quasi-saint is so powerful that even the time and space in the vast world are trembling. The evil corpse of the ancestor Luohu held a huge sickle in his hand, like a god who sentenced to death, gloomy and terrifying.

"Tsk tsk, Queen Mother of the West, you are in Liujia, your combat power has decreased. There is no need to exist in the Saint Realm of Yaochi." Luohu's evil corpse had scarlet eyes, he gently stroked the sickle, and said in a silence.

The Queen Mother of the West frowned slightly and said angrily: "What a Luohu, she is called a hero in the prehistoric world, and she is not the son of a man!"

"I won't have verbal disputes with you, I'll see real tricks under my hands!" Before he finished speaking, Luohu's sickle cut through time and space and slashed towards Kunlun Hill, and its momentum was irresistible.

Queen Mother of the West looked solemn, she gently touched her abdomen, and murmured: "I hope you can withstand it." After saying that, the top-grade innate spiritual treasure Kunlun Stone suddenly attacked.

The collision of swords and stones triggered a violent wave of energy, sweeping across the entire Western Kunlun area. Some monsters with low strength were strangled by Annihilation and strangled in a daze. After all, Luohu is a peak quasi-saint, slightly higher than Queen Mother of the West in realm. When the magic weapon fights, Luohu's clone just trembles all over and returns to normal. On the other hand, Queen Mother of the West groans and retreats for more than ten steps in a row before standing in the void again. Compared with the two, the higher and lower points are determined.

Queen Mother of the West seemed to have expected it, her face remained unchanged at all. When she moved her mind, she shouted "Fellow Daoist helps me". Two light figures appeared next to her, one majestic and the other ethereal. It was obvious that they were the two corpses of good and evil.

The good corpse is ethereal, the blue gauze is thin, the breath of balance and creation flows, the fairy sword in his hand is cold and shining, and the evil corpse is majestic, with a phoenix crown and phoenix robe in his hand, holding a Taoist book, and there are mysterious patterns on the book.

Luohu's evil corpse stared at the Taoist script in Queen Mother's hand, with doubts and fears in her eyes.

This book has a great origin and is the first time it appears in the prehistoric world. It is a true Taoist treasure and the supreme weapon of killing demons and killing demons. Even the ancestor Luohu has never heard of it.

When the Queen Mother of the West saw Luohu fearing the Taoist book in her palm, she smiled softly: "Rahu, don't show off. This book originates from heaven and earth, and has the ability to kill the quasi-saints. Please listen to my words. Chaos comes from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and the Seven Stars and Eight Trigrams are derived from this book. Taoist asks the Nine Heavens to be called the divine mirror, and it is confined to the three corpses to transform into the original soul. The magical powers of the heavens are contained in it, and the formation and restraint are not idle. The evil way of demons has nemesis, and the mind is not right and falls into ashes."

Luohu's evil corpse changed drastically and said in surprise: "Is it the Nine Heavens Divine Mirror of the Divine Arts of the Divine Way!"

"Yes, it's this book that monks go against the will of heaven, cultivate essence, nourish qi, and refine spirit. None of them is missing. If the spirit is destroyed, the essence and qi will inevitably be damaged. At that time, the loss of cultivation will be small, and the lack of realm will be big." The Queen Mother of the West replied of course.

"The Nine Heavens Divine Mirror was so amazing that I was just trying to see it." Luohu's evil corpse was not afraid, holding a sickle in his hand and attacked him.

The sword is erect and the demonic energy is overwhelming. The powerful killing energy has even infected the audience of Wuzhuang billions of miles away.

Wuzhuang Temple, after several days of fighting, the Nine Heavens Earth-Destroying Talisman Formation had long been broken, and the Twelve Du Tian Shenxian Formation was also shaking. Haotian shouted: "Everyone raided the south to protect the twelve ancestor witches from safely withdrawing!"

The soldiers of the scattered cultivators rushed straight south to the evil formation, breaking the defense of the 100,000 demon army with lightning speed, and tearing a safe passage among the army. The twelve ancestor witches defended the formation at the right time, and returned to Wuzhuang Temple with the army, and easily attacked the 100,000 demon army responsible for the south. When the other demon army arrived, the twelve ancestor witches had already returned to the Wuzhuang Temple under the cover of the soldiers.

Xiaolin glanced at the generals in charge of the southern region and said, "You have made a lot of mistakes. You can't quickly call the formation, so you can make up for the mistakes!"

Several Daluo Jinxian in charge of the southern area rolled and crawled to the Wuzhuang Temple and shouted: "Listen to the Wuzhuang Temple, surrender quickly to avoid losing his life in vain! Who is not afraid of death? Come and fight with the Demon Grandpa for 300 rounds!"

The Wuzhuangguan area is full of heroes, and some young alliance monks have poor concentration and are stimulated by the demon generals and want to go out to fight. Fortunately, Haotian and others try their best to stop them, otherwise several elites will be lost on the battlefield.

Sanqing looked at each other and offered to volunteer: "The five people have been able to prove the way of Daluo for a long time, especially the thin black man holding a double halberd is an expert in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal. If you attack rashly, you must have a slim chance. The three of us are good at joint attack secret techniques, and we all have the means to save our lives. I am willing to take these devils and give them to everyone!"

Zhen Yuanzi was still a little worried and said, "The three fellow Taoists have been injured in the presidency a few days ago and may not be healed. So let's ask others to come on stage."

Everyone nodded and said "good". Haotian said, "Thunder, you are a thunder-type beast, you are a strange beast that defeats evil demons and heretics, and you cannot refuse."

"Yes!" Lei Ming flew out and stood opposite the five demon cultivators.

Seeing that someone took the initiative to fight and the others were not idle, the four respected Daluo Jinxians rushed into the battlefield with a long roar.

There are five people on both sides, which is evenly matched. I don’t know whether it is intentional or not, but there is also a cultivator in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian on one side, who happens to be opposite to the thin black demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator was thin, black and short, holding a huge double halberd, Dao cultivator was fat and fair, and holding a single sword tightly. The images of the two were really different. The demon cultivator's double halberds hit a spark and asked, "Where are you from the fat man? You don't eat and drink in the cave, but you dare to go to the battlefield to die."

The fat monk smiled and said, "I'm missing a boy who cooks and cooks, I'm here to capture you!"

"Rareless! How dare you speak wildly? Eat a few halberds!" The demon cultivator flashed with anger on his face, and he attacked fiercely with two halberds in his hand. The fat monk was not showing weakness, and he bullied himself with one sword.

They are all born with tiger generals, and they will not allow each other to have one sword and two halberds. This one is a general of the Demon Army, commanding 100,000 soldiers, and the other is a Taoist monster, practicing three thousand techniques. A single sword produces wind, a double halberd produces electricity, a sword energy dazzlingly breaks ten thousand methods, and the sound of the halberd shakes thousands of troops.

After a great battle, it is worthy of being the elite generals of both sides. Haotian and others nodded secretly. Suddenly, thunder sounded in the field and purple lightning flew. Everyone's eyes were attracted unconsciously. A huge thunderbolt swallowing sky's eyes shot divine light, purple lightning was emitted from the horns, and the soil layer under their feet was surging, which was so majestic! On the other hand, his opponent showed horror on his face and hurriedly avoided the lightning.

Most demon cultivators only focus on the cultivation of power level, and ignore the loopholes in the realm, so they are afraid of the thunder of justice. The physical potential of Thunder Lie Swallowing Heavenly Vajra surpasses that of super divine beasts, and they are regarded as the same level! Although the demon cultivator is also a person with a lot of battles, he can only be abused when encountering this nemesis and evil star.

In the five groups of battlefields, Lei Ming was the first to end the battle. Under the attack of lightning and devouring magic, the magic monk screamed and retreated step by step. Lei Ming took advantage of the victory to attack, stepped on the ground with his four legs, and earth elements gathered to form a net of heaven and earth to bind his opponents. The horns on his head gathered a slight light of lightning, and he slashed at the demon cultivator fiercely. Poor that magic monk was just an ordinary monster with some opportunities to attain enlightenment. How could he withstand the destruction of Lei Ming? In just a moment, he was dying.

Facing the angry eyes of hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators, Lei Ming smiled "haha" and kicked the half-dead demon cultivator into the demon camp with one foot. The demon soldiers hurriedly went to pick him up, but Lei Ming was too powerful, and the demon cultivator smashed dozens of people to slow down his movements.

Xiaolin looked at the demon cultivator who fell to the ground with a light flashing in his eyes and said, "Baby, if it weren't for the time of using people, I will kill you!" He snorted coldly, no longer caring about the severely injured demon cultivator, but turned his eyes to the battlefield.

After half a day of battle, the other group of fat monks decided to win. Two groups of demon cultivators won, but the demon cultivators were cruel and directly killed the physical and spiritual souls of the alliance cultivators without leaving any hope. There was also a group of two using taboo spells to fight against each other, but failed to control the situation and died together.

Haotian and others had expected this ending, and their expressions were inevitably sad. They sighed: "There are great disasters in life, so all things have life and death, and the heaven and earth have great disasters, so the creatures have no peace of life. Once a thought occurs, all sentient beings have sentiments, and all cannot be sad!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the fat and thin men who were fighting fiercely and said to Haotian: "The two are of equal strength and will inevitably suffer both losses. At that time, fellow Taoists will need to take action to protect the fat monks."

Haotian nodded and said, "The strong men in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal are very limited, and I will not see them hurt! At that time, Xiaolin is ambitious and has bad intentions, so he may have to do such a sneak attack!"

"I guess everything is under the control of fellow Taoists." Hongyun said with a smile.

Haotian smiled but said nothing, but secretly locked his spiritual sense on the entire battlefield, beware of the abnormal movement of Xiaolin.

As Haotian expected, at one moment, Xiaolin suddenly bounced his fingers and a secret force shot out quietly. The target was the fat monk who was concentrating on fighting with the thin black demon cultivator. Haotian sneered, and with a thought, a thick layer of soil suddenly appeared around the battlefield, blocking Xiaolin's attack. Xiaolin naturally did not use much force to attack, otherwise how could a small earth wall be blocked?

When Xiaolin saw someone notice it, a strange color flashed in his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, frozen on Haotian.

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Chapter completed!